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“What is not for you is against you. What is against you is your enemy and you need to kill it. Your fears. Your doubts. Your lack of confidence. Your lack of belief in a destiny. A certain, absolute destiny you have to do something unique and great on this planet while you are here. Anything that stands in the way of that, any ‘Mr. Resistance,’ no matter the stature of that motherfucker, you need to kill him.” ~Ultimate Warrior

Mr. Resistance

You wake up in the morning and He’s breathing down your back Mr. Resistance is standing And ready to attack

Before you can even roll out Of bed to start your day Mr. Resistance pushes you To back the other way

If by chance you can plow through And get yourself all dressed He’ll climb aboard your back so that You constantly feel pressed

You’ll have to drag your feet if you Want to keep making strides Mr. Resistance won’t help you When on your back he rides

He makes the gravity feel twice As strong as it may be And don’t believe for a moment That he will set you free

He’ll drag you down and make you feel Like not doing your work And as you sit down on the couch This fiend will slowly lurk

And wait for you to get the itch To get up and get moving But once he’s on your back again You’ll have a war removing

This advocate of laziness This champion of slug Mr. Resistance sees you try That’s when you feel his tug

The only way to break free of His power-draining cling Is grab the nearest baseball bat And let that sucker swing!

Don’t just swing for fences, that’s Not far enough for him Mr. Resistance needs to be Sent back to somewhere grim

Swing for deepest, darkest parts Of Hell and send him reeling Send that draining vampire Back home, the whole way squealing

And with the strength you have left in Yourself, train your forearms Train them extra, extra hard Because of the alarms

That will go off the next morning When he returns once more Mr. Resistance will be back And down your neck he’ll bore

You’ll need the extra strength to beat Him back because he’ll be Twice as pissed when he returns Or maybe even three

Grab that bat and swing with all You have and don’t hold back Swing and pound and stab and strike And fend off his attack

And if you are successful then Get ready for a war Tomorrow it starts all again He’ll be back with a roar

But just remember you have what It takes to knock him out Taking back your life by force Is what it’s all about